We all knew him as the “yellow man” who worked in the IT department. My co-residents and I shared some hushed words about him when he was working on the computer in the ICU or as he got off the elevator, his eyes as yellow as his skin. Do you think he's okay? Should we say something? He looks so sick! Do you know anything about him? No, but he sure is yellow. For several weeks he came to the hospital as an employee, working alongside doctors, nurses, and medical assistants, a part of our hospital community, fixing computers. It's not my place, I thought, to ask this man about his medical condition. It would be an invasion of his privacy. Yes, I was a doctor with ever-growing clinical confidence, but I was also a trainee and did not want to overstep the bounds of my authority.